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About Dice Angel
Product Description Jimmy Delaney is on another bad roll. His ex-wife is cranky. Burglars clean out all the coins from the video poker machines at his saloon, Jimmy D's. His accountant is missing - with all the bar's money. He can't get a loan because the IRS has a lien on the joint and a rogue revenue agent with a personal grudge is seizing Jimmy D's on Friday unless he can come up with $50,000 in back taxes. Losing streaks in Las Vegas can be the worst in the world. And then a mysterious woman enters his life. A karma-spouting planet-charting colon-cleansing floozy - the Dice Angel. Can Delaney save Jimmy D's with a supernaturally hot hand at the dice tables at Luxor? Or does Lady Luck bite off, chew up, and spit out another Las Vegas loser... Review "Brian Rouff has a chance to be to Vegas what Hiaasen is to Florida. Dice Angel is the perfect start." -- Tod Goldberg, Author"Buy the book, and in addition to reading a delightful story, you'll be the legend of your e-mail joke circle." -- John Ziebell, Las Vegas Mercury, June 13, 2002"Dice Angel is pure excitement. Pure intrigue. Pure heart-racing adrenaline-rush. I guess that makes it pure Las Vegas." -- Andy Bellin, Author of Poker Nation"Funny and engaging. I cared about every single character. A great read!" -- Al Bernstein, ESPN"I don't have enough adjectives. Wonderful! Terrific! Marvelous! Really great fun!" -- - Larry Wilde, America's best-selling humorist."If you're flying to Vegas, I want you to read this book while you're on the plane." -- brachman.com, Las Vegas Book Round-Up"The characters are so lifelike, the dialogue is almost like eavesdropping on real conversations." - -- Blurb"The characters are so lifelike, the dialogue is almost like eavesdropping on real conversations." -- Barney Vinson, author "With an unforgettable cast, terrific writing, and a surprise ending, Dice Angel is a sure bet!" -- Larry Edell, Crap Shooter Newsletter Check out Brian Rouff's entertaining novel. It may be the closest you hard-luck types get to a happy ending. -- John L. Smith, Las Vegas Review-Journal, May 10, 2002 About the Author Brian Rouff has lived in Las Vegas since 1981, which makes him a long-timer by local standards. He is married with two grown daughters. This is his first novel. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. The ringing phone ripped through my sleep like a buzz saw. I caught it on the fourth ring, nearly knocking the lamp off the end table in the process. Squinting through bleary eyes, I could barely make out the time. 3:11 a.m. "This can't be good," I muttered out loud, even though I was alone. Hoping for a wrong number, I barked, "What?" "James Delaney, Jr?" an official-sounding voice asked. The little hairs stood up on the back of my neck. "Who wants to know?" "Officer Robert Ramos, Metro Police, sir." For a brief horrible moment, I pictured my seven-year-old daughter Jenny, dead in the gutter. But that was impossible. Jenny was in Salt Lake with my ex-wife Joy. And Salt Lake, as far as I know, outlawed gutters years ago. Trying to sound casual despite my heart beating double-time, I asked, "What can I do for you, Officer?" "They hit your place again." "Shit! I'm on my way." In the time it would take to ask more questions, I could be there. Wide awake now, I threw on a pair of faded jeans and a UNLV sweatshirt as I fumbled for my keys, a million thoughts racing through my mind. How the hell could they have gotten past my new super-high-tech security system? Maybe it's true what the cops say, that locks and alarms only keep out honest people. And honest people are in short supply here in Vegas, or anywhere else for that mater. I took the steps two at a time. As I flung open the front door, a blast of cold night air hit me in the face, sending an involuntary shudder through my body. Even after more than twenty years in the god
